I have always been afraid to grow up to be the screw up
And alas maybe I am
Perhaps I have ripped out people's hearts
I have torn up lives
I have given up
I have tried to stand up
I hated the way you said I was turning into him
The father I loved so much
But I didn't want to be him
So you turned away
I turned to wine
I turned away from that dark hole that has always been my heart
Swallowing the burning sensation of alcohol instead of my pride
Or perhaps swallowing both of it
So I'll close my eyes and dream
Or rather wish
Or rather hallucinate
YOU ARE READING
I shattered my own soul
Poesiaa bundle of love poems, I suspect there are gonna be a lot of bitter love poems but I'll try to include happy ones and now all your love is wasted, but who the hell was I?~ skinny love